Chapter 652 The Black Robe Man's Transaction

Italy, Milan.

In the empty hall, Pompey sat silently in the main seat, his fingers tapping the table unconsciously.

It has been almost three days since Caesar's rebellion. During these three days, the entire Gattuso family was shrouded in a low atmosphere as if the sky was about to fall.

In the past, although Caesar was a bit rebellious, he had never done such an extraordinary thing. Even if the Gattuso family tried hard to remove him from this incident, Caesar's name still inevitably appeared on the wanted list of the executive department.

After Angers, the one who is now in charge of the secret party and Kassel Academy is Beowulf, an old man known for his cold-bloodedness, a legend as famous as Angers in the mixed-blood world, and he can't tolerate any sand in his eyes.

Previously, the other party refused to attend the board of directors meeting for more than a decade because he was too dissatisfied with the lazy atmosphere inside Kassel Academy. Now when Kassel is in turmoil, the other party has re-emerged and stabilized the situation in the shortest time.

In front of this legendary dragon slayer, even the face of the Gattuso family is useless. The only response from the executive department is to guarantee that they will leave them alive.

—— Lu Mingfei and Caesar's group of people who betrayed humanity have already touched Beowulf's reverse scale.

However, Pompey is not thinking about Caesar's affairs in his heart, but other things. He is even somewhat relieved for Caesar's behavior.

... Like him, the other party values ​​feelings.

If it weren't for Chen Motong, the other party would never join Lu Mingfei's team. He knows this clearly.

What he is considering now is whether all this is a trap set by the king for him.

A few months ago, when the other party's situation was very good, he decided to stay away from the world and become a complete coward. Without any signs, the reality of the world was rewritten, and all traces of the king's existence and things left behind were completely erased.

In his opinion, this was something that he could not understand. He couldn't understand the other party's intention of doing this.

In order to test the bottom of the king, he not only rewrote and fine-tuned the real world based on the other party, but also joined the game himself. What happened in the Gattuso family was a test of the king.

But what he didn't expect was that the other party seemed to have really disappeared from this world. No matter how many tests he made, he just punched into the air. The whole person was fighting wits and courage with the air.

"Lu Mingfei's memory recovery is understandable. It should be the one in the shelter. Jörmungandr is also no problem... But what about the others?"

His hand subconsciously accelerated the speed of tapping the table, and Pompey pondered in his heart.

The power of the king can rewrite the world to a certain extent. He has obtained the power of the other party for 10,000 years, so he naturally knows a lot about this kind of thing.

But even if these two people recovered their memories, they were not worth mentioning in front of the whole world. He had too many means to deal with them, but he didn't expect that the other party would become a force to be reckoned with under the premise of being surrounded by the whole world.

Unless the power of authority is removed, it is impossible for others to recover their memories. In the eyes of others, they should be just crazy people talking nonsense.

But Lu Mingfei had to pull together an elite team.

According to the latest intelligence he got, the eight families of Sheqi in Japan have secretly formed an alliance with Lu Mingfei and his team, and Lu Mingfei and his team are no longer isolated and helpless.

Out of fear of the king, although he fine-tuned a lot of real data, he didn't dare to do anything about the eight families of Sheqi. He didn't expect that he would lose half a piece on the chessboard just by hesitating.

Originally, he wanted to use Fenrir to make Lu Mingfei and his team be cautious, but someone was one step faster than him and took away the key first. A moment of hesitation, one step behind, and then behind step by step. The situation that should have been a dead chess game was revived by Lu Mingfei and his team.

If he had the secret instructions and help of the king, he would have felt better, but the key point was that the other party seemed to have really disappeared from this world.

In other words, he had been fighting wits and courage with the air for some time...

Thinking of this, Pompey's face couldn't help but darken.

...To be honest, he felt like a fool during this period of time.

Just as he was thinking about what to do next, he suddenly frowned and looked up to the left.

At some point, a figure covered in a black robe sat there quietly.

...And he didn't even realize when the other party came.

For him, this was almost impossible.

He had been in business for 10,000 years, and no one was more familiar with this world than him. The revival of the white king was an accident. After all, no one had ever thought that the other party would revive quietly after 10,000 years.

...But this was the only accident.

Even that being had his heart nailed to him with Kungunir. Even with Lu Mingfei as a variable, everything was still largely under his control, and he had enough confidence in this.

...But what about now?

Silently, a mysterious guy appeared less than a meter away from him, and he didn't even notice it until he saw him out of the corner of his eye.

- In other words, if the other party wanted, he wouldn't even know how he died.

For a moment, Pompey's heart was surging violently.

But no matter how turbulent his heart was, on the surface, Pompey still remained calm enough.

"May I ask, who are you?"

Leaning back slightly, Pompey looked at the black-robed man at the table.

"This is the important place of my Gattuso family, how come you..."

"We? You don't need to know who we are. We come here just to make a deal with you."

Before he finished speaking, a rather strange voice sounded in the hall. The other party was right in front of him, but the voice seemed to come from all directions.

"Trade? What deal?"

Unconsciously, Pompey was slightly stunned.

In response, the black-robed man did not reply, but just stretched out his hand to him, but on the palm of the other party's outstretched hand, there was a dark void.

A few seconds later, a small light mirror appeared in front of him, showing the appearance of an active volcano under the deep sea, and at the location of the crater, a huge cocoon-like object was slowly rising and falling.

While Pompeii was stunned, the voice of the black-robed man rang again.

"How is it? Are you satisfied with this deal?"